Can’t Win Me Back

"Lyse, you're finally awake!" Jameson held Alyssa's soft hands tightly as he caressed and kissed them longingly.

He had been so anxious that he was on the brink of tears.

"You've been sleeping for 24 hours.

You really scared me to death.

I was afraid that you were unwell! "T got a doctor to come over while you were asleep and got you injected with glucose.

You can't keep going on without food.

No matter how much you hate me, you shouldn't torture yourself.

Is it even worth it this way?" As a doctor, Alyssa knew she couldn't hold up much longer.

This bastard, Jameson, was right.

Even if she wanted to kill him, she needed to gather enough strength to do so.

"I'm craving meat," Alyssa uttered without looking at him.

After five days, Jameson finally invoked a normal response from her.

The quiver in his eyes reflected the joy within him.

"Sure...

have the kitchen staff prepare something for

It'll be ready soon.

the kitchen staff

sat in a wheelchair, two female helpers pushed her into the bathroom and

washed her up, groomed her, and changed

face

cheeks were still

gaze was deep and

leaned down, and put his arms around her waist to pick her up ina

in his arms, a look of hatred flashed across Alyssa's

devoid of any strength

carried her carefully to

they sat at the dining table, he sat her on his lap and continued

even care that his straightened suit was all crumpled

your mobility

at her tenderly and affectionately, Jameson cut the

on Rose Island knew Jameson's

her moistened

piece, she

in her eyes had faded, replaced by an

his fingers grazing her cheek, his eyes

well so that you'll look good in your wedding

beautiful now." Alyssa shuddered when she thought about that drug

no longer dared to be overly resistant against Jameson's idea of wanting to marry